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I'll Spare You the Typical Pseudo-Deep-Dark-Teen-Angst Title
Saturday, January 29, 2005
My Ceiling Fan is Possessed
Mood:  sad
Now Playing: Wish You Were Here- Pink Floyd
Topic: Pointless Rambling
Here's my fuckin poems

Yeah, I'm pretty down right now...

Read my effing poems please.

Gonna go watch a movie.

Grah.

MARIA


Finally Updated by: Maria at 10:19 PM EST
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Thursday, January 27, 2005
My Teapot is Fused to my Stove.
Mood:  special
Now Playing: Doll Parts- Hole
Topic: Pointless Rambling
Whoa! I finally updated! I just finished my Global midterm today, which means I am ALL done with testing, thank goodness. My mood is "special" lol. I thought that was funny. "I'm special!" yay.
Hey! Check this out :


You scored as Kyrgyzstan. No one knows who you are or where you come from. There’s a very real possibility you might be a communist, although it might also just be that you’re misunderstood. Congratulations, you win the wo\man of mystery prize.

Kyrgyzstan

55%

Canada

35%

United States

30%

Great Britain

15%

France

15%

What country are you?
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I'm so cool. Not. So ANYWAY, I chopped off my hair. I feel better in a weird way. Lighter, I guess. I feel like this week has been a good time for recovery. Things have been pretty not fun for me lately, but things are...new...now, I guess. I feel like myself finally, and I don't know what happened to make me feel this way.

This morning, I was making oatmeal, the lazy way, so I had water boiling in the tea kettle thing, and my mom called and pissed me off, so I had a hissy fit and ran down to my room. I curled up in a ball under my blanket and cried for about a five minutes (it was obviously not a big deal), but while I'm down there drowning in drama, the water in the tea kettle thing has completely evaporated, and my tea kettle thing is fused to the burner. Great. So I try to pry it off with a fork, which--ladies and gentlemen--conducts heat very quickly (bet you didn't know that). So after permanently burning off my fingerprints, I proceed to try to pry it off. My genius didn't fail me with this attempt either, as the spoon soon caught on fire. After much tribulation, though, I am proud to stand before you and say that the tea kettle was removed from the burner, and both still function properly.

During the math exam, I calculated how many days I had been alive, I'm not positive, but I think it was 5,419, then, making it 5,421 today. What a waste of life I was, well, technically, what a waste of life I am, as I am sitting here on my computer wasting my life as we speak..or read or whatever.

Right now, my parents are totally demolishing my bathroom and hoping to haphazardly put it back together and still have a high quality bathing space. We'll see how that turns out.

Lacrosse starts March 7th and I can't wait...I'm so so so so bored, and I miss it so much. Me and Sheehan and Elise are going to slaughter people! YES! Well, maybe.

I'm thinking of becoming a vegetarian. Sounds like a good idea to me.

The worst thing ever is Valentines Day. I hope to Buddha we have a snow day that day, I hate school, but even more on Valentines Day...


Later.




This is a picture of India:


.::MARiA::.

Finally Updated by: Maria at 4:21 PM EST
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Monday, January 3, 2005
Blah
Mood:  not sure
Now Playing: 99 Red Balloons- Nena
Topic: Pointless Rambling
I hate everything today. I don't want to get out of bed ever again, I just want to sleep forever and ever and ever ever, Amen.



99 dreams I have had.
In every one a red balloon.
It's all over and I'm standing pretty.
In this dust that was a city.
If I could find a souvenier.
Just to prove the world was here.
And here is a red balloon
I think of you and let it go.




I feel like someone shot my cat. Or someone's dead. I need oreos.




99 Red Balloons


Maria

Finally Updated by: Maria at 7:52 PM EST
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Sunday, January 2, 2005
You're not supposed to say bad things about dead people...
Mood:  don't ask
Now Playing: The Ghosts of Me and You- Less than Jake
Topic: Pointless Rambling
I slept until Noon today. Isn't that terrible? They say the average person spends twenty years of their life sleeping. That's so sad, and what's worse is that people spend the rest of their lives in ignorance. Most people anyway...I just finished Tuesdays With Morrie (by Mitch Albom), so I'm in this weird, wistful, depressed mood where reality is kind of numbing. Don't be mislead, I hated the book. I can't really say why, it's just so...corny. I know it's about a nice guy dying in a slow, miserable way, but, it's so, predictable. I know, I know, you're not supposed to say bad things about dead people, right? Why not? You can say it about people who are alive, when it's possible for them to be hurt by it. Seems unlogical to me. But anyway, I could have guessed every message in the book, and it seemed like Mitch Albom really wanted us to be changed by this book, but how? He didn't present it in an astounding way. I was a little disappointed, I expected it to be a little more...impactful. Am I going to hell for thinking this book sucked? Probably.

I have an orientation for Foreign Exchange on Jan 9. and I have to have this book on Student Exchange Survival or something like that, read completely by then. I can't currently find it at the moment, which is a sad sad thing. Oh well. Maybe if I don't read it, Mary Breuniger will kick my ass, that'd be quite the sight. Mary Breuniger is the Chairperson or something of this whole program that's shipping me off. She always finds it necessary to interject and tell all the other representatives and official exactly what it is they are doing wrong and what they should be doing. She's a little lumpy looking. Heh, I'm definetely going to hell.

I'm job hunting, and I'm picking up applications left and right, like a crazy person, trying to pay like hell, first the Christmas debts, and then for a laptop for India. I really don't think I'm ever going to get a job. Which is really too bad, I like money.

Someday, karma is going to bite me in the ass, and I'm going to die a slow and painful death. Yay.

School tomorrow. Maybe I'll die peacefully in my sleep, before I have to wake up. Maybe I'll pass Math class...haha. Yeah.






:.::Maria::.:

Finally Updated by: Maria at 9:07 PM EST
Updated: Sunday, January 2, 2005 9:10 PM EST
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Saturday, January 1, 2005
First Entry
Mood:  spacey
Now Playing: Set Phasers to Stun-Taking Back Sunday (heh- who else?)
Topic: Pointless Rambling
Okay! So, this is my blog. Slim to None <---that's the chance of me ever updating this again...Okay well, I guess I'm supposed to put my news here. Well, it's 2005, and I made a list of resolutions and then laughed at myself because no one, yeah that's right, no one, ever keeps their resolutions, and I'm not one to occupy myself with the pointless time-wasting operations that indulgent-Americans love. Anywho, if you didn't know, which, I don't know how you couldn't seeing as its been published in the newpaper at least three times, I'm going to India this coming August for ten months of action-packed foreign exchange. I'm more terrified than excited right now, but I'm sure (and I hope) that will come. What else is new? Hmm... Oh, for Christmas I got a flat screen TV, it's so beautiful. We are living in a material world, and I am a material girl. And who could forget what else I received for Christmas....A $175 bill that I owe to my parents, and that's what I get for being generous. Ha. Just Kidding, I'm not that generous. I'm sure Erica would agree, I mean, I got her a dollar store gift, right Erica? Jesus Christ, can I do anything right? Okay, no more spazzing for me, on with the news...How could I neglect my favorite moment of 2004? I got detention! That's right bitches! How cool is that? I skipped 4th and 5th period and Mr.K turned me in to Mr. Davis. Wow, Mr.K, way to be cool. I had fun though, lunch detention is where you get to sit and relax and write poems and drink Snapple while Erik DeMichiei sleeps in the desk next to you. What's better than that? Well I suppose this is it for now, and perhaps forever. Later Alligator;-)








.:Maria:.

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